Proper cold

Happy Birthday, Sam!

I can’t remember if I wrote about the cold. (Checks past posts) I see that I didn’t. We’ve had a bit of a Polar Vortex going on over the past week and a half or so, with the high temperatures well under zero. At work it affected the heating system in half the building, icing up the furnace vents on the roof, so several rooms were without heat for a while. ‘Yay’ for space heaters and workers who know what they’re doing.

Last Saturday we had tickets to Les Miserables’ in Lincoln, and it was the tail end of a snowstorm. The wind died down by the time we left, but the temperatures were still incredibly cold. We had about a 4 -5 block walk from the restaurant to the theatre, and even though I was bundled up, my face was experiencing the beginnings of frostbite. When people say ‘why do I live where my face hurts’, now I get it – it’s actual pain.

Lloyd had to go to Missouri for a meeting on Monday, and since the truck doesn’t do well in extreme cold, I walked to work. The temperature was -10 with an I-don’t-know-what wind chill, but I was SUPER bundled: boots, snow pants, gigantic coat made of 18 geese, scarf, a mask, and the crowning glory: goggles. Unfortunately the goggles were covered in paint and scratches, so they were useless. I just took off my glasses and walked blind since they kept fogging up.

Council fire is still happening, except that my Fire Can is lost in a snowbank. I’m just lighting little stick fires for two minutes on a piece of foil and coming inside as soon as possible.

This coming week? The temperature is supposed to get to the 30s! Woo-hoo!!

Happy weekend!